Poetry competition CLOSED 3rd April 2017 6:59pm
WINNER
Anonymous
Anonymous
Seeking skies
Anonymous
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CODE OF IRON
Men of iron
Climb the sky
Some will fall
A long way to die
No single one of them
Has ever screamed or cried
In agony and horror
On their deadly dive
Because Iron Workers
Live and die by this code
'When you’re falling'
'Meet your death bold'
Men of iron
Climb the sky
Some will fall
A long way to die
No single one of them
Has ever screamed or cried
In agony and horror
On their deadly dive
Because Iron Workers
Live and die by this code
'When you’re falling'
'Meet your death bold'
WILD HUNT
The moon makes way for the autumn cloud wave
Tonight the Ghost Riders ride across the Northern sky
Lost souls they hunt upon the wind for other tortured beings to join them
Shiva rides his bull beside his euro kin Wodan, who rides a fire breathing, scarlet hoofed, ebony stallion
King Arthur is mounted upon his pale mare Passelande, while Mixcoatl rides his green red eyed dragon
Artemis and Atlantis are mounted on Satyrs next to Durga who is astride a roaring tiger
Leading this possessed posse across the dark horizon is the Hindu God of wind, Vayu, who is mounted upon a mighty stag that is liquid golden
Against the sky these tormented souls ride, not allowed to rest and die
So repent your sins, and calm your soul or you too will be compelled to join their fold
The moon makes way for the autumn cloud wave
Tonight the Ghost Riders ride across the Northern sky
Lost souls they hunt upon the wind for other tortured beings to join them
Shiva rides his bull beside his euro kin Wodan, who rides a fire breathing, scarlet hoofed, ebony stallion
King Arthur is mounted upon his pale mare Passelande, while Mixcoatl rides his green red eyed dragon
Artemis and Atlantis are mounted on Satyrs next to Durga who is astride a roaring tiger
Leading this possessed posse across the dark horizon is the Hindu God of wind, Vayu, who is mounted upon a mighty stag that is liquid golden
Against the sky these tormented souls ride, not allowed to rest and die
So repent your sins, and calm your soul or you too will be compelled to join their fold
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Ebony Sky
Rolling mountains filled with life
Dark majestic, ever changing dreamlike entities
We wait with baited breath
For your arrival
Monoliths from heaven's gate
Bring the gifts we cannot rebuff
Come and quench the thirst
Strengthen the flickering light within us all
It will build faith
Even in the coldest hearts
(C) 2013 XMAR82 all rights reserved
Rolling mountains filled with life
Dark majestic, ever changing dreamlike entities
We wait with baited breath
For your arrival
Monoliths from heaven's gate
Bring the gifts we cannot rebuff
Come and quench the thirst
Strengthen the flickering light within us all
It will build faith
Even in the coldest hearts
(C) 2013 XMAR82 all rights reserved
A Day Among the Kites
I can't tell what will happen,
being the eye of my own storm
where everything appears calm
in the glare of sunlight above,
the silence of whitecaps below,
thoughts like gulls seeking harbor.
Even the deceptive view
of the kites that beckon me
into the thermals while the tails
chatter in the breeze that echoes
from one cerebral hemisphere
to the other and back again.
Then once more through the eye,
the inviting sea far below
so close to the edge of a
conscience that sleeps in thunder,
Turning in my water wings
when my hands let go.
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Swimming Beneath the Midnight Realm
We swam beneath the midnight realm
anchored by the blanket on the ground
lit by orb at half mast
floating between here and there
movement was our guiding hand
when nature's lights were not enough
feeling, moving, pouring forth
dancing to the passions' tunes
our clothes were discard in the rush
by urges freed with merriment
as garments were tossed to the grass
witnessed by the moon's dim light
between the cool of whispered breeze
fresh from the dark beneath the trees
and the warmth of blanket's
our bodies moved in motions joined
exclamations escaped our lips
protestations for mercy bliss
completion desired while postponed
as we escaped from the earth
terra firma may be our home
the stars so very high above
our passions took us in between
swimming beneath the midnight realm.
Swimming Beneath the Midnight Realm
We swam beneath the midnight realm
anchored by the blanket on the ground
lit by orb at half mast
floating between here and there
movement was our guiding hand
when nature's lights were not enough
feeling, moving, pouring forth
dancing to the passions' tunes
our clothes were discard in the rush
by urges freed with merriment
as garments were tossed to the grass
witnessed by the moon's dim light
between the cool of whispered breeze
fresh from the dark beneath the trees
and the warmth of blanket's
our bodies moved in motions joined
exclamations escaped our lips
protestations for mercy bliss
completion desired while postponed
as we escaped from the earth
terra firma may be our home
the stars so very high above
our passions took us in between
swimming beneath the midnight realm.
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